Todos os capítulos de Passionate Mistake (English): Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

Deja vuIt wasn't in any way part of the plan and even I couldn't believe Santi's sudden appearance. He said he didn't want me to do this alone from the very beginning but I insisted. I thought I could handle the questions. I thought I'm still used to this.Where is your courage now, Cianna? Oh, God.I just stood there for a long time while he looked at the reporters. His gaze met mine and his face softened. He immediately went to me and held me by the waist. That's when I realized my knees were wobbly. What the hell is wrong with me?"Santi..."He smiled slightly. He turned his gaze back to the reporters who immediately asked questions one after the other."Can you explain it further, Mr. Lopez?""Did you know from the beginning that Miss Juarez was pregnant?"I feel Santi's restraint. His jaw clenched a few times before heaving a gentle breath."We were dating years ago," his cold baritone silenced the crowd. Even I focused my full attention on him when he said that."We drifted apa

Selfish "Leave him." If she hadn't been staring at me seriously while saying those words, I would have thought she was joking. I wanted so bad to laugh at her right now. She looked helpless and a hopeless desperate bitch. "Stop spewing nonsense, Ivory," I said firmly. "Do you think I'm just fooling around, Cianna? Or am I just saying all of these things because of how I feel for Santi? You're wrong. Can't you see you're pulling him down?" My eyes narrowed at what she said. What the hell? What did I do to pull Santi down? "Will you please snap out of it, Ivory? If you don't have anything sensible to say, don't talk to me. You're just wasting my time," I said and turned my back on her. Just when I was about to take a step, she spoke again. "You don't know anything. Or is it becaus

Save My whole body trembled and my eyes lose focus. Santi caught up to me and held my shoulders. "What's happening?" He asked worry is etched in his voice. I, on the other hand, couldn't stop looking everywhere to find my son. "Callar... The teacher said our son is waiting at the gate…" My chest throbbed so badly while I looked for the guard. No one is inside the post and he couldn't be found anywhere. No more students are coming out from inside and the surroundings are quiet. "Let's ask the teacher once again. Maybe they sent him back because we haven't arrived yet," he said and pulled me inside. We caught up with the teacher inside the classroom who arranging her things. I roamed my eyes around but no one else was there. My chest throbbed louder. It wasn't even five minutes since the teacher called to say my so

Soaked I have always wondered how all of it went wrong. We were happy and I thought it was something that would last. It never occurred to me that I could lose everything in an instant. My son is my everything. I can lose other things besides him. The sound of the gunshot still lingered in my ears until now. I heard commotions as I closed my eyes. When I woke up again, I was even more shocked by what I saw. Hugging me and my son, and shielding us from the shot, was Lance. "L-Lance," my voice trembled and my eyes heavy. I tried to look at him properly. He just smiled lightly and then coughed up blood. I wanted to scream but I couldn't open my mouth. My tears just kept flowing tirelessly. He fell on the ground then the commotion around became more evident. The last thing I saw was Ivory lying on the ground being restrained by some uniformed men. 

Pregnant I calmed myself while waiting quietly in the visitors' area of ​​the correctional. I don't know what has gotten into me for coming here. I didn't bother to find out about the progress of the police investigation because the only thing that matters to me is that my son is safe and that the perpetrator is punished. My son is too young to experience such things. And the hardship and pain I felt as a mother were doubled. It took me a ton of courage to come here and see Ivory. I don't know why I'm doing this but I felt like I had to do this to move on. I looked up when the door opened and two female police officers entered, holding the handcuffed Ivory in both arms. She looked wasted and her sunken eyes are out of focus. Her pale lips rose for a sarcastic smirk when she saw me. After a while, she laughed a little. "Who do I owe the honor of having you here?